Is there anything about David Sirota that isn't perfectly engineered, seemingly in a lab somewhere in San Francisco, to adhere to the standard cliché of the American liberal? He pens an entire column not only pompously extolling the virtues of being a vegetarian but basically calling those who choose not to be "destructive" to the planet and our culture, then he writes a follow-up in which he bitches about how the meat-eaters who complained about the first column are the ones trying to impose their worldview on everyone.
I'm not a vegetarian, nor will I likely ever be; if you are, fantastic for you, because I absolutely couldn't care less what you will or won't eat. What you choose to put in your body is just that: your personal choice. If you don't like meat, don't eat it -- but the last time I checked, it wasn't the world's carnivores who occasionally feel as if their personal choice is also an assumption of the moral high ground and one that gives them the right, as Sirota did, to lecture those who choose differently. In other words, no, meat-eaters aren't generally the ones writing long-winded, self-righteously high-minded columns decreeing that everyone else is a hyper-violent barbarian who's helping to destroy the Earth.
I swear, sometimes I think Sirota -- who remember wrote an entire book essentially blaming Ghostbusters and Die Hard for our current political climate -- is just pulling everyone's chain. That he's doing some kind of performance art.
Because if not, then Oliver Willis may be right when he refers to him as "serially stupid."
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